TORTURE by Emmanuel Ibekwe

TORTURE by Emmanuel Ibekwe

 

TORTURE

 

If wishes were horses

I still would prefer a Lamborghini

I would feel better if it`s not public buses

At least beggars cannot get a ride in it.

 

 

They say suffering is no ornament

No one would feel proud with it on their neck

Suffering should be for but a while, not permanent

If it tarries, take another card from nature`s card deck.

 

 

All things good come to those who wait

You waited this long and this be your taste?

You took time to nail your coffin

I envy your ambidexterity.

 

 

Why enter just to endure

Since you can be free to enjoy

Your life is one and it ends too soon

I envy you a lot. Seems you love torture

 

 

Free you are. Sure.

A caged lion in a zoo is free too

Limited but to the ends of the cage

This sums up your case, to the letter and page

 

 

I do not know what you enjoy

You could be masochistic for all I know

Perhaps you feel more alive and good to go

When you know what punishment he has for you next.

 

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Your smile has become so sad

Your laughter tell tales of bitterness

If this sad mien be your smiley face,

What then would sad look like?

 

 

Why stay locked up just to feel among

Your relationship status changes not a stock market pip

Why be sad when you can boldly stand,

Point to the door and kick him out.

 

 

I take my time to feel bad for you

Do take time and do yourself some good

Remain single and wait for the right one

Remember, everything good comes to those who wait.

So, if wishes were horses

I would prefer you stay single and happy

 

 

Take him to your door, you need not be snappy

Give him some money and kick him onto one of `em buses.

 

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

What happens when Philosophy meets with very vivid imagination?
Emmanuel Ibekwe is ‘who’ happens. I am a graduate of the University of
Ibadan, but, still a student of the School of Imagination situated
inside my world, I love penning down abstract thoughts poetically or
if need be, in an article. I guess that’s what happens when Philosophy
meets with Creativity and the willingness to express it.

 

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